A few weeks later, there was a voice that talked to me at night. It would always whisper, “Come play, with me,” in a whispering, spooky, singing voice. It freaked me out! My parents told me it was probably Marcella’s ghost, and that made me even more scared! It would also tap me on the shoulder sometimes, and I would cry so hard I couldn’t speak!
One night, when I was four years old, nothing happened. That was the night “Marcella the Ghost” left me. I don’t know if she went to someone else or if she vanished, but either way, she was gone forever. To this day, I still can hear her spooky, but soothing voice.